Daredevil VS Li Ming

"Daredevil? Interesting."

Li Ming murmured.

Then, without looking back, he rose from his seat and left.

After that, the referee announced in a trembling voice, "The winner! Daredevil!"

Hu Liena and the other two had once again staked their entire fortunes in advance, betting on Ning Yuan to win this match.

They made a fortune yet again.

Of course, Ning Yuan had not missed this opportunity either.

He went all-in, and the result was an enormous profit.

"Junior Brother, it's all thanks to you that we made another huge haul this time."

As soon as she saw him, Hu Liena excitedly bragged to Ning Yuan.

The profits they had earned from competing for over a month did not even compare to what they had made this time.

"Stick with Junior Brother, and there'll be meat to eat!"

Ning Yuan joked.

"Hahaha..."

The group laughed as they left the Great Soul Arena.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

"Daredevil... twenty-one consecutive victories in Soul Elder deathmatches."

As his opponent fell, the referee immediately announced it.

The spectators erupted into another earth-shaking wave of cheers.

The title Daredevil had become immensely popular within the Great Soul Arena.

As Ning Yuan made a name for himself, some people even began specifically watching for his matches. Whenever he competed, they would bet on him to win.

Quite a few people became rich in just over a month.

Ning Yuan, however, remained perfectly calm.

Without looking back, he walked off the stage.

After more than twenty additional days of consecutive victories, Ning Yuan's points now led all competitors.

At this rate, after just a few more matches, he would become a Purple Gold Soul Fighter.

By then, the External Soul Bone would be his.

Moreover, during this period, Ning Yuan's Soul Power Level had risen to level twenty-seven.

He was one step closer to level thirty.

Ning Yuan was confident that, with another half year, he would be able to obtain his third soul ring.

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, he found an unoccupied spot.

As the night wind blew, Ning Yuan removed his mask, revealing a face that still carried a trace of youthful innocence.

[Not enough, not enough! Venom can still fight! Venom isn't full yet! The energy in the arena smells so good, so good!]

[If those trash hadn't died so quickly, Venom could have fought three more rounds! But... a win is a win, and points don't lie!]

[Who do you think Venom is? Venom is the handsomest symbiote around! Who knows how many matches Venom has won in a row? The points have already soared through the roof!]

Ning Yuan fell silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly curving upward.

He looked up at the top floor of the Great Soul Arena. It was brightly lit, and he could vaguely make out a figure standing by the window.

"Just a few more matches... and I'll reach Purple Gold."

"I wonder if I'll run into that Li Ming again..."

At the same time, on the top floor of the Great Soul Arena.

Li Henian sat behind his desk, staring at the freshly released rankings in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.

First place on the rankings: Daredevil, Gold Soul Fighter.

Second place: Li Ming, Gold Soul Fighter.

Li Henian closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

For nearly four months, he had paved the way for his nephew, arranging weak opponents, manipulating points behind the scenes, and even personally speaking to the referees.

And what was the result?

A two-ring soul master who had appeared out of nowhere had fought his way from last place to first.

He had snatched away Li Ming's Purple Gold Soul Battle reward...

Li Henian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze darkening.

"...Since you insist on blocking my nephew's path, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He picked up the teacup on the table but did not drink. He merely stared at the tea leaves drifting in the cup, as though calculating something.

A moment later, he set down the cup and quietly instructed the guard by the door.

"Go investigate this Daredevil's background."

"I want to know who he is, where he came from, and whether anyone is backing him."

The guard acknowledged the order and withdrew.

Li Henian leaned back in his chair, his eyes cold and sinister.

A two-ring Soul Grandmaster with no background dared touch the meat in Li Henian's bowl?

Tomorrow, I'll show you what it means for a white blade to go in and a red blade to come out!

The next day, the Great Soul Arena was packed to the brim, roaring with noise.

Today's life-and-death arena hosted its most anticipated battle in two months.

Daredevil VS Li Ming.

One was Li Ming, a three-ring Soul Elder with an exceptionally high win rate. The other was Daredevil, the dark horse who had risen abruptly over the past two months.

Everyone eagerly awaited the outcome of today's match.

From the left passage, Li Ming strode onto the stage in a fitted black outfit, a fine longsword hanging at his waist and a calm smile on his lips.

From the right passage, Ning Yuan still wore the Daredevil mask.

The host stood in the center of the arena, his voice broadcast throughout the venue through an amplifying Soul Tool.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's life-and-death battle is a crucial match that will determine who receives the Purple Gold Soul Battle title!"

"Whoever wins today will advance to Purple Gold Soul Battle and claim the final prize of this seasonal tournament—an External Soul Bone!"

The crowd instantly erupted.

"Li Ming! Li Ming! Li Ming!"

"Daredevil! Crush him!"

Cheers from both sides rose and fell, nearly lifting the dome off its foundations.

In the VIP section, Li Henian held a cup of tea as he watched the arena calmly.

He looked utterly relaxed.

Because he had arranged this match behind the scenes.

According to his plan, Li Ming only needed a few exchanges to claim victory.

On the arena stage, Li Ming looked at Ning Yuan's slender figure, a teasing smile curling across his lips. "Daredevil... interesting."

He looked at the black-masked figure opposite him and slowly rolled his wrist.

"I was just thinking about having a match with you."

"Who would've thought you'd deliver yourself right to my door?"

Ning Yuan did not reply. He merely stood there quietly.

[Little Ning Yuan, this pretty boy is pretty arrogant! No way—how can he act so cocky in front of the great Venom? Little Ning Yuan, don't stop me later. I'm going to tear his mouth apart!]

[Shut up. Focus on the fight.]

[Alright, alright. You're in charge.]

The host raised his hand high.

"Life-and-death battle! Begin!!!"

The instant his words fell, Li Ming moved first.

Rather than waiting for his opponent to make a move as usual, he immediately summoned his martial soul.

A gray soul ring rose from beneath his feet.

Three soul rings—two yellow and one purple. A standard configuration.

At the same time, a thick black mist suddenly spread around his body.

The black mist expanded outward at a frightening speed, engulfing the entire arena in the blink of an eye.

The spectators below were completely cut off from view, able to see nothing but pitch-black darkness.

"Is this... Li Ming's martial soul?!"

Some seasoned audience members cried out in shock.

"His martial soul is Dark Mist! An exceedingly rare mutated martial soul! It can release black fog and rob opponents of their vision!"

"Within the black fog, he is the master!"

Li Ming's teasing voice came from within the black fog.

"Daredevil... I heard that ever since the competition began, you've never let anyone see your soul rings."

"I heard that no matter what opponent you faced, you always defeated them in a single move."

"Today, I'd like to see what you can do... in front of a blind man who can't see anything."

[Little Ning Yuan, this black fog is so annoying. Venom can't see anything!]

[It's fine. Leave everything to me.]

From deep within the black fog, a fierce sword aura tore through the air.

Li Ming's figure darted through the fog like a ghost. His martial soul ability granted him an absolute sensory advantage within the mist.

As for his opponent, he was nothing but a blind man in the black fog.

He had used this move against countless formidable enemies and had never failed.

However...

Ning Yuan stood where he was without moving.

He merely tilted his head slightly.

And dodged the strike.

Li Ming was utterly shocked.

Whenever he used this move before, no one had ever been able to evade it.

Yet Daredevil had dodged it so easily?

It was a coincidence!

It had to be a coincidence!

How could anyone dodge an attack without relying on their eyes?